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    Girls' get-away

    Four lady friends spend weeks planning the perfect girls getaway trip -
    shopping, casinos, massages, facials.

    Two days before the group is to leave Mary's husband puts his foot down and
    tells her she isn't going.

    Mary's friends are very upset that she can't go, but what can they do.

    Two days later the three get to the hotel only to find Mary sitting in the
    bar drinking a glass of wine.

    "Wow, how long you been here and how did you talk your husband into letting
    you go?"

    "Well, I've been here since last night........... Yesterday evening I was
    sitting on the couch and my husband came up behind me and put his hands
    over my eyes and said 'Guess who'?" I pulled his hands off to find all he
    was wearing was his birthday suit. He took my hand and lead me to our
    bedroom.. The room was scented with perfume, had two dozen candles and rose
    petals all over............ On the bed, he had handcuffs and ropes! He told
    me to tie and cuff him to the bed, so I did. And then he said, "Now, you can
    do whatever you want."

    So here I am.
    We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year,
    Running over the same old ground.
    What have you found? The same old fears.
    Wish you were here. QWQ

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    Reminds me of one I heard a long tme ago:

    Two weeks ago was my 35th birthday and I wasn't feeling too hot that morning anyway. I went to breakfast knowing my wife would be pleasant and say "Happy Birthday" and probably a present for me.

    Forget "Happy Birthday", She didn't even say "Good Morning".

    I thought, "Well, that's wives for you, the children will remember." The children came in to breakfast and didn't say a word.

    By the time I got to the office, I was feeling pretty low. As I walked in, my secretary Janet said, "Good morning, boss. Happy Birthday." I felt a little better; at least someone had remembered.

    I worked until noon. Then Janet knocked on my door and said,"You know, it's such a beautiful day outside and it's your birthday, let's go to lunch, just you and me."

    I said, "That's the best thing I've heard all day. Let's go."

    We went to lunch. We didn't go where we normally go; we went out to the country to a little private place. We had two martinis and enjoyed lunch tremendously.

    On the way back to the office, she said, "You know, it's such a beautiful day. We don't need to go back to the office, do we?" I said, "No, I guess not."

    She said, "Let's go to my apartment." After arriving at her apartment she said, "Boss, if you don't mind, I think I'll go change and freshen up"

    "Sure," I excitedly replied.

    She went into the bedroom and, in about six minutes, she came out carrying a big birthday cake, followed by my wife, children, and dozens of our friends, all singing Happy Birthday.

    And there I sat... on the couch... naked.

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